by SkylarSpaghetti July 18, 2025


by Meganlovesx December 3, 2021

When Joads unload, Edith takes out her teeth. Everyman jacks off to Edith when porn is boring or, frankly, disgusting. Yes, I blew big time, wet edith, throw away that sock.
by allahalan September 7, 2025

by Jabari 101 November 2, 2020

A mournful, melancholic kind of wet, born not from touch, but from absence. A word soaked in longing, where tears trace the path desire used to travel. It's the ache of memory pooling in the body, the soft drowning that happens when your heart wants what your hands can't hold.
Wet is the soul lying alone in the dark, clinging to a ghost, whispering love into the silence. Wet becomes the poetry of grief meeting desire, where the tear ducts work harder than the hips ever could.
Wet is the soul lying alone in the dark, clinging to a ghost, whispering love into the silence. Wet becomes the poetry of grief meeting desire, where the tear ducts work harder than the hips ever could.
by robbies_rats April 21, 2025
